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Jan 2013
Goodnight,
       to the distant man
               who's always there,
                             but never here..

                                                         ­     forgetting
                                                 ­                 or letting,
                                    controlling,        ­                                open,
                           ­                      phrase,                                       cage,
                                                                ­                                         escape,
                                                                ­                   wage,
                                             tell me secrets,
                                                      li­es,                                  hide,
                                                                ­                                 lost,
     abyss,
                                                          ­                                           everyone wants,
                                                         needs,
                                                            desi­res,
                                                            ­                                               give,
                                                                ­                           take,
                                                                ­                                        waste,
                  ­                                                                 ­              why?
                                                            ­                   sigh
                                                          ­                    escape:
                                                                ­                high
                                            ­                                                 I don't know anything,
                                                       ­                                               too young to realize,

past tense too late,
                                       Help!
                                  I can't;
                                                          ­          sad song,
                                                           ­                tune of the world
                                                           ­                           slowly dying,
                                                          ­                                     crying
                                                          ­                                                  solves nothing,
                                                        ­                                 water the Earth?
                   Love?..
                   avoid,
                 = dismay
                                        confusion,
                                             never clear
go away,
   always there,
       but never here.
a lost, free write
Ember Bryce
Written by
Ember Bryce  Guatemala
(Guatemala)   
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